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Wear Your Dignity
Mighty Oaks from little Acorns grow….or One Step at a time
A Poem from Kathy Rotundo — Mirror, Mirror on the Wall!
The Real Dangers of Social Anxiety
When I was at secondary school I went through a period of agoraphobia especially fearing open spaces. To combat this I used to walk with my head facing directly down at the floor and I used to stick to edges of open spaces, so instead of walking through a field i’d walk around the perimeter.
One day at school i was walking quickly with my head down to reach the sanctuary of the toilets and I walked straight into an open window
The End
Feeling like I’ve hit a wall.
I may have breached this subject before. I may have started writing and never finished. But I’m increasingly feeling like I’ve hit a wall with my recovery.
I’m at a point where my therapist is wanting me to decide how much I do. The responsibility is in my hands, and I feel lost and confused. I know that the general idea is that I go out every day and that eventually it will get easier, but going out leaves me exhausted and it’s not as easy as it seems to just make plans and stick with them all the time. When I get in after a trip out. it takes me a good half an hour, sometimes more, just to calm down.
After all this time, I thought this would be easier.
Shit. After HALF of this time I was expecting to be better. To be sat here over a…
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Time
The end of life is where you finally understand the beginning.
Victim
Discovering What’s Always Been Here
My whole life, who am I?
I’ve gone my whole life wondering who I am, what purpose have I been given here on earth? Where do I fit in? I now know. I don’t fit in as it seems. I’m a free spirit. And with that being said, I now understand why nobody can understand me. Why no one can understand why I do the things I do. But I do. I do them, because I can. Because I want too. I am my own law. My own friend. My own enemy. I am myself.
Standing in the pouring rain, blaring my music, screaming and smiling! I have never felt so alive!! Feeling each rain drop on my skin, taking it all in.. Tasting the rain. Becoming the rain. It’s magical, ya know? People think rain is so pointless but it gives so much. Everyone is blinded by its potential. Maybe because it’s too simple, to simple to comprehend. I feel as if I relate to rain. Something so small but has potential to do some much. And no one wants to give five seconds to even acknowledge it. To think twice about the way things work in this life. .
I needed help at one point in my life, no one was there. I find myself, they all came running.
I found myself standing in the rain. And that’s where I’m leaving you.
Because,
I don’t need a home, the world is mine. And as of right now, I am the world. One day them bright lights of fame, will come too me. However, I will deny their requests.
The Pain in Love
I’ve never felt this pain before. It’s not a stabbing or a burning, it’s the feeling of empty. The feeling of lonely of being dead on the inside. I’m completely confused on how to express my emotions right now. It’s like you took my emotions and made them your own. You have them locked away in a cage and swallowed the key. I’ll never get them back. I feel like I let this all take place, I’m part to blame. I let you steal them away. And this pain, hurting like no other. Decaying all my insides, turning them into a pile of ashes. What do I do now? What can I say? Or do I say anything at all? Maybe for once, keeping my mouth shut will do justice. I loved you with my everything. I made you my everything. My life revolves around you. It’s almost like I worship you, and all you are. The good, and the bad. I love every inch of you. You’ve killed me with all you are. And I’m still in love, With all that’s left.
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